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Published on July 13 2007

pottyface.JPG Yes, he fell in. Again. I'm getting real tired of fishing this animal out of my toilet.

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Published on July 7 2007

Now that the excitement over trying to BURN DOWN MY HOUSE is over.....it's back to this floor. Vacation is running out, and I *really* need to finish this before I start night shift. Not much gets accomplished when I'm working nights and trying to sleep days. So here I am on hands and knees, blocksanding down (240 grit!!) before the final finish. Sometimes I think I should have just paid the 2 grand to have somebody else do this for me. Next time.
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Besides, I need something to keep me out of the way while the cleaning and restoration crew is here working on the kitchen. I feel so *pampered* having somebody else clean my house, even though I keep wondering what they think when they open up those top cabinets that may not have been opened since about 1993. *I* don't even know what's up there in some of them!! I imagine the pampered feeling will end screech to a halt when I am presented with the bill, but... oh well. It's still fun to have somebody else cleaning my house, and I'm going to enjoy sitting, watching, and eating bon-bons while I can.

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Published on July 5 2007

"....My house Out of the ordinary Thats right Don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house..."
Yeah, yeah, I know... What's really bad is that I was *singing* it while scrubbing soot this afternoon. Me. Singing. Not a picture any of you want in your heads, trust me. A note I wrote to a friend this afternoon:
It's a helluva way to get a new kitchen. I've been so damn careful with the sawdust, the stain cans, the brushes, etc. from doing the living room floor. I *know* the stuff self-ignites, I know this--- I've trained on it in fireschool! I know the chemical reaction, the oxidation, involved. I've put out this type of fire at work in fire brigade. I KNOW this stuff backwards and forwards. So what did I do? I threw a couple used rags from mopping stain in the garbage last night, and then was so tired from working on the floor all day that I forgot to haul the garbage out. End result was what would have been an extremely cool explosion if it hadn't been in my house. And one helluva lot of smoke damage throughout the whole downstairs-- the kitchen is absolutely black with layers of greasy soot. A damaged wall in the kitchen, as well. All of the painting, etc. I've done over the last few months will have to be redone. And if you can imagine what firemen and hoses, etc. can do to a freshly stained (but not sealed) maple floor.....well, I'm not the happiest camper right now. I'm just sick at my stupidity and my luck. About the only thing I did right was get the hell out as soon as my fire extinguisher went empty, but thankfully I managed to knock it down to basically smoke before I bailed out of here--only the wall was smoldering when the FD arrived, but the smoke was incredible. I've never seen a cloud so thick... I'm just covered in soot and CO2 dust. I need a shower (bad) and a nap. God, I'm tired, and it's only 3 in the afternoon.
And there you have it. I heard a loud snap and a strange whoosh from the kitchen as I was lying in bed this morning, and figured I'd better go see. As soon as I opened my bedroom door, I heard the flames, ran for the fire extinguisher next to the fireplace, and headed for the kitchen. I had the sense enough to not race in; but pulled the pin, flung it across the room, and stuck my arm around the corner to let 'er fly. I only had a few seconds of pressure before the extinguisher was empty-- the next one I buy will be much larger! I dropped the extinguisher, peeked around the door to see flames once again crawling up the wall, and decided it was time to get out. Back to the bedroom to throw on a pair of shorts and a tank top (I know, I know, but I doubt the neighborhood was ready for the sight of my unmentionables after they'd partied all night on the 4th!), grabbed the cellphone and the cat and ran... It's funny. We always talk about the "things we'll save in case of a fire", but as I ran barefoot through the cloud of greasy black smoke towards the door, only one word went through my head. "Out". Miraculously, I stayed calm while making the phone calls, even though I had seen the flames against the wall. I knew once they flashed to the freshly-stained living room floor, it would be all over. I believed in my heart that my house was gone. When I left, I thought I would never walk back up those steps. And I still stayed calm. I don't know how. Even more miraculously, during the short (but eternally long) five minutes or so that it took for the Fire Department (Hi Mike! Hi Glenn! How's the family?) to arrive, the fire died on its own. They gave it one small shot with the big hose to make sure, then opened all the windows and set up the big fan to clear the smoke. Standing outside, I could not believe it was over so fast, and that there was so little damage given the incredible cloud of smoke. A few pics of the aftermath..... { gallery [fire] } The first insurance agent took her pictures, told me I could do whatever immrdiate cleaning I needed, and told me that an adjuster would contact me. Still waiting on that, and I hope it doesn't portend a claim battle. I haven't a clue how this works--in all my years, I've never had to make a claim on house insurance, lol. All of my furniture was piled in the dining room about three feet from the fire, so I may be dealing with that smoke damage as well as the damage in the kitchen. Wish me luck. And join me in my little prayer of thanks that this was so much less than it could have been.

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Published on June 22 2007

Rudy was ill over the weekend, sneezing, coughing, sleepy and listless -- not a kitten at all, more like a furry little ball of snot. The sneezing wouldn't have been so bad, except that kittens don't cover their mouths when they sneeze. Yeah, it was like that. Ewwwwwww... So, Monday we headed off to the vet. I was worried when the vet told me to leave him in his cat carrier in the car until they could clear the area of all other animals-- apparently they were concerned that he might have feline leukemia, which is highly contagious and incurable. After the exam (he was not happy about getting his temperature taken) and blood tests (nor was he pleased about the blood draw), leukemia was ruled out-- he has a minor "respiratory virus". A cat cold. Did you know there is no such thing as "co-pay" at the vet's? Amazing how I can spend more on my pet's doctor than I do on my own, lol. So, we now are dosing the little darling with antibiotics twice a day. It's a real treat to try to hold a squirming kitten to shoot an eyedropperfull of white liquid down his throat. I figure with the amount he has to lick off himself when we're finished, he must be getting the correct dose. Anyway, he is now feeling *much* better. In fact, he plays now. And plays. And plays. ALL NIGHT LONG. I lie in bed, listening to the little monster race around the house, scattering rugs and everything else in his wake. My closet curtains have been pulled down 3948477248 times since Tuesday, and he is now eyeing up my bedroom sheers.
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The kitchen floor is covered in kitty litter since it seems to be great fun to dig like a badger in there. The phrase "Stop that, you little s**t!" has been used far too many times this week. My legs are covered in scratches from where he decided that Laurie is a perfectly good climbing toy--and I have to wait two months before the de-clawing. He can't sleep unless it is on my pillow, not merely next to it (which is a real thrill, since he still doesn't cover his mouth when he sneezes). I am completely unable to type on this laptop without his "help"-- he sees the letters appearing on the screen and tries to chase them. The antibiotics or the worming meds gave him the worst case of gas I ever thought it possible for a cat to have. I heard a crash in the living room this morning, and found him batting at the string on the shade--he wanted the shades down, obviously. I have learned to keep the lid down on the toilet, since he has gone swimming twice now. It's like having a toddler in the house again. But damn. Isn't he just unbearably cute?
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Published on June 13 2007

In which our heroine discovers that, although she has always thought being six feet tall was an incredibly lucky wonderful thing and that her view of the world would always be a good one from this altitude, she can no longer get into her bed without a ladder. Or one helluva running jump. s4012021.JPG Please tune out the camo-patterned green and brown carpeting; I am *not* the one responsible for it. For reference, the top of the headboard is 60" from the floor. This is great for somebody who has a teensy problem with heights, eh? s4012023.JPG View from eye level. No, really. Well, there is one benefit. Rudy hasn't figured out how to jump quite that high yet. He may yet become the world's first pole-vaulting kitten. [Update: Like sleeping on a cloud. Well, maybe that's because I'm sleeping IN the clouds, but.....]

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Published on June 12 2007

Rudy He's kinda cute when he first wakes up in the morning, I gotta admit.

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Published on April 30 2007

I got this WONDERFUL email this evening!!
The Internet Corporation for Assigned Names and Numbers (ICANN®) recently agreed to reduce their Registrar Transaction Fee from $.25 to $.22. What does this mean for you? Good news. You have been credited $.03/yr for each domain name you registered or renewed dating back to July 1, 2006* -- $.03 has been placed into your Go Daddy® account with this customer number: XXXXXXXX.
I feel so.... blessed and rich. "Good news" indeed. And tomorrow I will have updated photos of the thing that nobody can figure out. It's looking pretty good so far! [/end tease]

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Published on April 21 2007

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Published on April 2 2007

"Spackle"
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Published on March 20 2007

Well, it's sorta fini, lol. There are a couple more pics on the Flickr site, too. What do y'all think of some art tile to cover those yucky black bricks on the hearth? I've been trying to figure out how to get them clean again, but my mother suggested I hire someone to put down new tile. Heck with that-- *I* can do tile!! finished.JPG Next project is trying to figure out how I'll come up with enough $$ for the gas fire--I'm not going to be able to look at that big blank spot in the middle there for very long. And of course the floor is the next upcoming home improvement project. I already have my floor sander picked out. Look out, Tim Taylor!! :-)) I am soooooo boring, lol. Isn't it great to be boring again?

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